The 65th-floor boardroom of Vance Global in Midtown Manhattan was packed with thirty corporate directors, senior institutional investors, and legal counsel. At the center of the table stood Julian Vance, wearing a thousand-dollar Italian suit, waving a stack of legal memos with triumphant arrogance. "Members of the board!" Julian announced loudly. "Arthur Vance's will required a bona fide, legitimate marriage to pass voting control. But as we all know, Clara…
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